Is anyone thinking … “wow, Lisa is getting up really early! She must be going for a run”? No… of course, you’re not because you read my blog and know me. I’m just going to bed. I’m tired, bruised in odd places (and not as a result of drinking and/or sexual activities), and have a non-stop week ahead of me and yet … I’m super happy. 
I was at my new place until 4:30 a.m. with E … I totally heart my new roommate. I think we totally “get” each other and were destined to be friends. Soooo much in common. We spent the evening watching “The Music Man” (one of both of our faves), drinking champagne, unpacking, and trading war stories about exes. I think we’re going to have a great time living together and predict us becoming even better friends. There’s not many people with whom I can listen to gangsta rap one minute, and then watch musicals with the next. Not many people know that I LOVE musicals. That’s due to my parents and, most importantly, my late grandmother, Dorothy. I miss her a lot. My granny and I were very close. We had a ton in common. She was a very strong personality. Not the kind of grandmother who sat quietly and knit. If I remember correctly, she thrust a ton of money into my cousin’s hand on his 21st bday and said “go get yourself a good whore.” A very unconventional woman. But very loving. Anyway, she LOVED musicals. When I was a kid, she introduced me to my very favorite musical “Easter Parade.” Judy Garland and Fred Astaire. My granny was a very musical person. She played piano by ear. She could hear a song once and be able to play. Never took a lesson. Sadly, I don’t have that ability but I feel like I express my musicality with dance. My dancing has always been a tribute to “Dottie.” She died two years ago and sometimes, it just hits me.
Anyway, my point was … everything is great. I have a fab career that I feel very passionately about and totally energizes me; a new, awesome place to live with a totally rad roommate. Super rad. Boo Radley (yes, that is a reference to “To Kill a Mockingbird”… gorgeous, funny, AND well-read … it’s so hard to believe I’m real, right?); and my whole life ahead of me. A world of possibilities. I know that some people find a lot of comfort in routine and knowing exactly what’s going to come next in life. I love the fact that I don’t know what’s going to happen from day-to-day. I’m not scared. Only excited. My new fave quote: “I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
O.K., this post turned out to be a lot more introspective and poignant than I thought. I think it’s bed time. Have a lot of accomplish this weekend. I know all of my east coast friends are already awake so goooooood morning. Oh and Crevasse … be forewarned. You are about to get a shitload of pressure to come to Vegas for the bday weekend. “No” is not an option. Start looking for flights, bitch.
